~ By Courtesy of Others ~
Frith
Frith is a laugh filled hall
Frith is a lovers sultry call
Frith is a fiddlers bow
On a string that gently stirs the soul
Frith is a field, green and bright
Frith is an eagleīs nimble flight
Frith is the sun pouring light
And stars that pierce a frozen night
Frith, a walk in an ancient place
Frith is natureīs unyielding grace
Frith lies in eddies, swirling slow
In rivers bright with Sunna's glow
Frith is a heathen childīs smile
Frith is the gold of honey wild
Frith is a quiet time alone
And a time when kinfolk fill the home
Frith is a fire bright and warm
Frith is the silence after storms
Frith is gentle, yet undeterred
And comes softly as a whispered word.
Đ Rob Crocker 2006
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